[bad word] #33; 
To the [bad word] again 
The wind whispers beside the deep forest 
Darkness will show us the way 
Heic Noenum Pax, Here is no peace 
The sky has darkened thirteen as 
We are collected woeful around a book 
Made of human flesh 

De Grandae Vus Antiquus Mulum Tristis 
Arcanas Mysteria Scriptum 
The books blood written pages open 
Invoco Crentus Domini De Daemonium 
We follow with our white eyes 

The ceremonial proceeding 
Heic Noenum Pax, Bring us the goat 
Rex Sacriticulus Mortifer 
In the circle of stone coffins 
We are standing with our black robes on 
Holding the bowl with unholy water 

Psychomantum Et Precr Exito Annos Major 
 [bad word] Netandus Sacerdos Magus Mortem Animalium